The soul was unconscious, but under Wang Chen's punch, there was a trace of hesitation, and he followed in the direction of Wang Chen, pointing down.

Boom, in an instant, the black mist between heaven and earth rolled up, gathered together, turned into a huge giant finger, and fell with an irrepressible terrifying coercion.

This is the realm of entering the heavens!

The shadow of the fist with the momentum of thunder, suddenly collided with the giant finger of the black fog, a shocking sound, like a thunder falling into the mortal dust, when it exploded, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the earth kept shaking, cracks, like water waves, all the buildings within the range of nearly 100 zhang, in an instant, a mess.

The arc-shaped impact of the collision scattered in all directions, twisting countless souls around it, and the screams rang out into one.

Without waiting for the aftermath to dissipate, the giant finger above the sky condensed again, and this was not the end, followed by another one, as if it was because the blow just now did not cause harm, which made this soul who entered the heavenly realm lose face, and it actually burst out two fingers at a time.

Wang Chen grinned, the punch just now had consumed too much aura, and he couldn't use it in a short period of time, facing the two giant fingers that were condensed by Zhengfei like supporting the heavenly pillars, his face was pale, although he was afraid in his heart, but his steps would definitely not retreat, with the flipping of the handprint, a touch of cold air under the soles of his feet, like a rising tide, spread rapidly.

1 zhang, 10 zhang, 30 zhang, 50 zhang, 70 zhang...... It wasn't until the time of eighty zhang that the cold spread slowed down.

With this, the eighty zhang cold air couldn't resist the power of these two fingers at all, Wang Chen suddenly took a step forward and roared: "Give me a rise." The power of the twin pills flew and turned into a steady stream of energy to infuse into the cold air.

Eighty-one zhang, eighty-two zhang, eighty-three zhang...... Ninety-seven zhang.

If you want to resist these two fingers, you need at least 100 zhang and the power of the great cold, but now there are only the last three zhang left from 100 zhang, which is an insurmountable gap for the current Wang Chen.

At this time, the two giant fingers in the sky had already formed, passing through the layers of black mist, and falling downwards with a monstrous momentum, and the situation was extremely critical.

Immediately, Wang Chen took a little ring, and the level cold essence flew out, and the residual energy of this cold essence was not much, but if it was rashly refined, it would definitely be damaged, but now Wang Chen couldn't care about it so much, his eyes were red, and he directly swallowed the level cold essence into his stomach, he wanted to use his body as a furnace, directly refining the level cold essence in his body, and with the power of the cold essence, he pushed his own cold door spirit scroll to the great cold.

A dark sound sounded in Wang Chen's body, and the energy of the level cold essence was like a bursting embankment, raging in his body, freezing everywhere he went, enduring the severe pain of Sen Ran, Wang Chen's handprints kept changing, urging the cold door spiritual dao scroll, absorbing the cold qi in his body, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, but as soon as he crossed his cheeks, they formed ice crystals and fell to the ground.

"Spread it out for me. ”

With a roar, the cold air under his feet surged with a clear light, and the spread that had been stopped was unexpectedly loosened again under Wang Chen's crazy move, and then spread out with a degree visible to the naked eye.

Ninety-eight zhang, ninety-nine zhang!

It wasn't until all the energy in the level cold essence in Wang Chen's body was frantically absorbed by him that the cold qi had only expanded by two zhang, and it was only one zhang away from Baizhang.

At this time, those two giant fingers, which were less than a hundred zhang away from Wang Chen, could fall in an instant, crushing everything below.

Now, Wang Chen has no way at all, the area covered by the giant finger is so large that he can't escape at all, and now he can only fight to the death to completely condense the last zhang.

One point, a large number of pills flew out, in his rings, there were still a lot of Pure Lotus Wushen Pill and Six Treasure Quenching Pills, when they flew out, they were grabbed by him, stuffed into his mouth, and used the violent spiritual power of the pills to provoke the last zhang of his cold domain.

One pill after another in Wang Chen's body, it instantly turned into a huge energy, and when it rushed into the dantian and demon pills, blood overflowed from Wang Chen's mouth, but with the addition of such energy, the cold spread out little by little.

Not enough!

Wang Chen swallowed a large handful of pills again, letting the energy of the pills rage in his body, enduring the severe pain, his eyes were red, and he used the Hanmen Spirit Dao Scroll to the extreme.

Above the sky, the giant finger was already less than fifty zhang away from Wang Chen, and there was still one foot left in Wang Chen's cold domain, which could completely become a hundred zhang.

Airplanes......

Finally, in Wang Chen's anxious madness, the cold air successfully spread to Baizhang, Baizhang seemed to be a boundary, when it appeared, there was a sound in the air, and the surrounding cold air was soaring, and the originally white ground turned cyan.

Hahaha...... It worked!

In the laughter, Wang Chen took another step, and the cold air in the hundred zhang of his hand followed, as if Wang Chen was the emperor in the cold, and the cold air was all the king's land.

Between the flow of cold air, at the intersection of the place, a cyan lotus flower slowly appeared, and its appearance made the air in the entire black coffin appear cold.

With a wave of his hand, this cyan lotus flower fell into Wang Chen's palm.

Unable to appreciate the delicacy of this lotus, Wang Chen's arm pulled back slightly, followed by directly throwing out the cyan lotus flower in his hand, and went straight to the two giant fingers that were less than ten zhang away from him.

At this moment, it seemed that even the flow of time had slowed down, and in the sky, the cyan lotus flower slowly floated, drawing out beautiful rays of light, and in Wang Chen's expectant gaze, it hit the two huge fingers.

The rumbling sound exploded the moment they collided, followed by a blue light that was enough to dim the sky and bloomed in an instant, as if occupying the entire world.

The terrifying cold air spread out in all directions with the impact of the explosion, touching those fierce souls, and they were frozen in an instant, without even a trace of screaming.

"Blue Lotus Killing"

A faint voice sounded from Wang Chen's mouth, and when the voice fell, the cold air under his feet dissipated, and the breath of the whole person was sluggish to the extreme, but fortunately, he resisted these two fingers.

Above the sky, the soul that entered the heavenly realm, his face was expressionless, and when the handprint was about to turn, suddenly a golden light bloomed in the sky, like a dazzling sun, and the black fog dissipated everywhere he went, and the soul was terrible, and a golden giant tower appeared directly above Wang Chen, and faintly he could still hear bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

The Futu Pagoda is finally at this critical time, Dacheng!

Wang Chen was ecstatic in his heart, and looked coldly at the several souls that flew into the heavenly realm one after another in the sky, after beating himself for so long, it was time to get back a little interest.

"Futu Tower, it's time to eat!"

(End of chapter)